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Driven by Craving

Part 3

The next morning she received a series of emails with pictures attached, with the instructions to create a photo album on her Yahoo profile called sweaty slut and post all of the pictures in that photo album. As she opened each email and looked at the series of pictures, she couldn't believe her eyes. The pictures looked more like an animal in the heat of passion than of woman. Each picture showed the strain on her face, the sweat dripping from her tits, her thighs, the huge dildo in her cunt and some of the aftermath a red, gaping cunt with cunt juice pouring out of it. She had never seen herself like that before as someone completely caught up in the heat of lust and sexual arousal. Her cunt throbbed at the thought of posting those pictures on her profile, of the reaction that they would cause, the comments that they would elicit. She noticed that the although blindfold effectively hid her face, but she knew who it was and He would know who it was, so the thought of having the pictures posted was very arousing. It surprised her that she was starting to think of Him as someone who should be capitalized, that even though she did not know His name or anything about Him, she could feel herself falling deeper and deeper into submission to Him.

After posting the pictures before she headed to work, she was surprised when another email arrived while she was at work with instructions to open it immediately. Looking around, she opened the email and saw a huge picture of her ass with the words 'cum dumpster' written on it and the words "Taste of things to cum." Though scared to death that a coworker would see that picture, she couldn't stop herself from repeatedly opening the email and staring at it, aroused by the thought of things to come. After her workout last night, she thought it would be a while before she was so aroused again, but she could already feel the need growing, building, and that alone shocked her, that she was already becoming a greedy, craving slut even though she had just been used the night before. It made her wonder how addicted she would become to such treatment, how big the cravings would become.

Each day she waited to be summoned and each day that she waited she looked at that picture, rolling the words 'cum dumpster' over and over in her head, wondering how it would get played out, thinking with great longing that He would finally fuck her. Each day the need grew, each day her fantasies about what He meant by 'cum dumpster' grew more and more depraved, until if she had been planning the scene, dozens and dozens of men would be using her holes, filling them with cum. When the summons finally arrived, she was ravenous to be fucked, used, covered and filled with cum.

Opening the email, she swiftly read the instructions, "Come tonight 7 pm, wear medium-size butt plug under slut clothes, do not remove butt plug when stripping. Go home at lunch, get slut clothes, butt plug and lube. Carry all three with you from now on. Put butt plug in before you leave your house and wear it for the rest of the day." As she was driving home, her mind was racing and her cunt was dripping with thoughts of what was to come. "What would He make her do? Would she be able to stand it? Would she always want more and more?"

Throughout the rest of her workday she squirmed in her seat, not only from the pressure of the butt, but also from the throbbing of her dripping cunt. When the time finally arrived for her to leave work for the night, she rushed to her car eager for the session to begin. As she walked to her car butt plug in place, she wondered if after she had her slut clothes on, if it would show as she walked. The thought that it would made her face turn beet red and her cunt clench fiercely. She quickly changed and drove to the parking lot, arriving at her destination right on time.

Going through the required process, she stripped, put on the blindfold and knelt in front of the door, her ass in the air, feeling like she had a neon butt plug in her ass. When the door finally opened, she crawled inside and locked herself into position. As she waited, she heard what sounded like a porn movie playing in the background. As more time passed, she wondered where He was, what He was doing, what He was waiting for. Finally she heard Him say, "Open that mouth cunt of yours, bitch, I need to cum. That movie has me horny." With that, He started fucking her face, no finesse, no time to show Him how good of a blowjob she could give; she was just a hole to cum in. As He came, He pulled out and finished cumming on her face, wiped His cock on her hair and walked away, saying nothing more.

More time passed as she waited, confused about what was going on, when she felt Him pull the butt plug from her ass, and stick His lubed cock in her ass and begin to fuck her ass hard, slamming her forward on the machine. Because she loved being ass fucked, she could feel her need to cum growing, but as He had not said a word, she was afraid to ask for permission to cum. Finally He came, filling her ass with his cum. He then wiped His cock on her ass, replaced the butt plug and returned to watch the porno, all without saying a word. Time and again, He would return to use her mouth, her cunt or her ass as a cum dumpster, never saying a word other than to open her mouth. With each time, she felt more and more like the cum dumpster He had named her. And as she sank lower and lower, she got more and more aroused.

Finally He returned one more time, but He didn't tell her to open her mouth, and He didn't start to fuck either her cunt or her ass. "Well, cum dump, now that Master has broken in His cum dump, it is time that you are used like the cum dumpster that you are. I've called a few friends who are coming over to help me break in my cum dumpster. As you have been a good slut so far, serving as the hole that you are without begging to cum, you are allowed to cum at will when my friends starting using your ass." Without thinking, she quickly said, "Thank You Master." Gulping quickly, afraid that she shouldn't have said anything, she was relieved when she heard Him chuckle at her reply. "No more talking dump, you are just a hole to be used, don't forget it," He said.

As they waited for His friends to arrive, she could hear what sounded like a camera. Before she knew it His friends had arrived, and the comments they made on seeing her strapped on the machine and locked into place, naked, covered with her Master's cum made her face burn and her cunt throb. She heard Him say, "Use any of its holes as often as you want, I only have one rule, cum on the dumpster, not in it. I want this slut absolutely covered with cum before I let it crawl out of here." No sooner had those words left His mouth, that she had a cock in her cunt, her mouth, another in each of hands. As she sucked and fucked and jacked off cock, she could feel load after load of cum hitting her, covering her. As she came time and again from the cock in her cunt or her ass, she could hear Him saying what a filthy, greedy slut she was. She lost track of time and of how many times her holes were used nor could she tell how many men had used them, all she knew is that there didn't seem to be a spot on her body that wasn't dripping with cum.

As she lay there panting, waiting for the next cock, she heard Him start thanking His friends for helping Him out and showing them to the door one by one. When it seemed like He was only talking with one other person, she felt Him write something on her ass and heard the camera click one more time. As He unlocked each of the locks, He said, "You are not allowed to wash up until tomorrow dump, I want you to sleep tonight in your natural state, covered with cum, like the filthy dirty slut that you are." With that He placed the key to the lockbox in her hand and walked out of the room with His friend.

As she drove home with her slut clothes sticking to her cum-covered body, she wondered yet again what she had gotten herself into and why she needed this so badly.


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